Chapter 9 Ryker
RYKER
SINNERS AND SAINTS GROUP CHAT
Blake: Any update on Faith?
Me: On my way to see her now.
Axel: Did you smuggle in a cake with a nail file? Because I know a guy who knows a guy.
Blake: This isn’t funny, dickhead.
Axel: If someone doesn’t keep the mood light, you and Ryker are going to spontaneously combust. And I can’t afford to lose my drinking buddies.
Me: Your concern is touching. Truly.
Axel: I’m a giver. And maybe the group’s designated emotional support asshole?
Blake: “Emotional support asshole” isn’t a thing.
Axel: It is now. I’m trademarking it.
Jace: How’s Faith holding up?
Axel: Dakota’s been asking every ten seconds when she can visit. She’s already stress-baked three batches of cookies. My kitchen looks like a bakery exploded.
Me: No visitors except legal counsel right now.
Axel: Ohhhhh, just the TWO of you. Alone. In a private room. *winking emoji*
Blake: Your emotional maturity is truly inspiring. Really grown since Dakota tamed you.
Axel: I’m evolved, not neutered.
Me: I have to go.
Blake: Wait. Tell Faith I love her. And that I’ll be at her hearing. Front row.
Axel: Same. Tell her we’ve got her.
Axel: And tell her Knox says hi from whatever cell block he’s in this month.
Me: On that note, I’m out.
Axel: Love you too, Counselor. *kissing emoji*